𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 "𝗜𝗳 𝗜 𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝘀, 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗜 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗼𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗹". 𝐉𝐄𝐎𝐍 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊, known as the ruler of the underworld, dominates with his wealth and power. His name alone instills fear and commands respect. No one dares to cross him, for they know it would be inviting their own demise. He is a man of great influence, with his reach spanning across the globe. But when he is forced into an arrangement with 𝐘/𝐍 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐈, the adopted daughter of the powerful Italian mafia, he realizes that money and power may not be enough to control everything. Y/n is a stunning beauty, but her life takes a turn when she is forced to wed Jeon Jungkook after her graduation. Will this marriage work and Jungkook be able to shield his wife from the dangers of his world? And can he become her sanctuary in the midst of his dark reign? ------------------------------------------------------- ©𝐉𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐈𝐂𝐒 𝗚𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲 : 𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗳𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁 : 𝗝𝗮𝗻 𝟬𝟭, 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟰 𝗘𝗻𝗱 : 𝗠𝗮𝘆 𝟯𝟭, 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟱 ------------------------------------------------------- • Don't copy, translate or re-post my work. • Explicit content & strong language. • Completely based on my imagination.

A silhouette. There. At the edge of her bed, no more than three feet away, seated on the only chair in the room. She blinked again. No. But there he was. Kim Taehyung. In her room. At 3:30 in the morning. Sitting too still, too comfortably-as if this were his space. The shadows danced around him, painting sharp lines along the ridges of his cheekbones, and his legs were crossed leisurely like he had been here for a while. And in his lap- Her dress. The dress. The one she bought after her first paycheck. A muted blush satin, simple, elegant... but expensive enough that she had hesitated for ten minutes before buying it. His long fingers were brushing the hem of it now, slow and possessive, like he was cataloguing its texture just to make her feel something. Y/N's mouth parted, but no sound came. She sat up slowly, blanket clutched to her chest. Her skin flushed with cold and confusion. "How-how did you come in?" He looked at her then. Eyes narrowing ever so slightly, as if she had asked the wrong question. "Your lock," he said, matter-of-fact. "Is a joke." She stared. His tone didn't change, but his gaze darkened, sharpening like a hunter with too much time. "You're practically inviting predators." He rose slowly-uncrossing those long legs, setting the dress down on the bed beside her, silk whispering across her sheets. Then, with the careful pace of a man completely sure of his control, he walked toward her. She didn't move. Couldn't. Taehyung crouched next to the bed. The distance between them collapsed in an instant. His nose brushed her cheek. His breath fanned across her neck. Then- "To rape you," Updates: 12AM ⚠️ Soft hearted, emotionally weak, cry easily, easily overwhelmed by emotions, believes in good in people, loves too deeply, too quickly, feels guilt like storm, breaks at smallest emotional roller coaster, f*cking stay away from this specific book! [Please read the HEAVY WARNING before continuing, you need your mental health, trust me!]

Walking away felt like its own kind of pain, and hope had long since lost its meaning. In the chill of the evening, every step weighed on me-bones aching, skin stinging, as if each movement tore something loose inside. My tears burned against the cold wind, searing rather than soothing. "Please," I whispered, the word slipping out like a fragile, fading prayer. "Do you want me to touch you like this, Daisy?" Each step drags, my feet heavy against the ground, every footprint feeling like I'm leaving a piece of myself behind-like my soul is slipping away with each one. My senses dull, my energy drains, until all that's left is a hollow, aching emptiness. But hasn't it been this way for the past three years without him? "Have anyone made you feel like this?" I don't know if I'll survive this time-but I'm still asking for one more chance. "Just one... and I'll make everything right." But why do I have to beg for it? Why am I the only one fighting? Why is it always on me to fix what's broken? "Do me Jungkook, p-please." Love-so simple, yet impossibly complicated. No matter what he's done, no matter the hurt or the distance, I'm still in love with him. And I want to fight for us one last time. I need to see how it ends, even if it breaks me. Just one final try. "With all the pleasure, Daisy." There's no point in hoping, is there? He isn't here. He isn't coming. So, there's no chance at a happy ending for me now... is there? The sun sinks lower, shadows stretching as night draws near. With a heavy heart, I force my feet forward, each step pulling me farther from the possibility of him-of us. I knew this from the start. I should have known better, should never have let myself fall for someone like Jungkook, someone who doesn't believe in love. NOTE: This book was completed in 2020 and is being rewritten this year. All Rights Reserved ©2026 ©narahkris #wattys2019

𝐀 𝐏𝐒𝐘𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑 ❛ HE TORE HER APART, UNTIL SHE WAS HIS TO CLAIM ❜ ━ 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘸, 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮. ❜ 18+| contains mature and triggering content. ©𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐑_𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐅𝐒

Completed | But currently being republishing + re-editing in progress | 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐈𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 A Dark Romance of Betrayal and Destruction ❝I can do the worst things in this world just to keep you. Love doesn't mean letting someone go- it means seeing how far you'll go to hold on. My love is so fierce, I'd do anything to keep you... even if it means haunting you, breaking you, or locking you away.❞ ❝Your story with me may have begun with lies, manipulation and revenge... but it will end in twisted happiness, whether you wants it or not. You has no choice.❞ ~ 𝘫𝘦𝘰𝘯 𝘫𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘰𝘰𝘬 ✦ 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗮𝘁𝗲.... ❝I'd rather die than belong to a man like you. In every life where you exist, I'd choose death over love.❞ ❝Cage me. Break me. Ruin me. Do whatever you want.... but one thing is certain-you will never make me love you again. You can't fix what you've cruelly destroyed.❞ ~𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘳 ═════════════════════════════ Most tales that start with hate end in love... But have you heard of a heard of a story that begins with 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 and 𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻?... This isn't a fairy tale. This is a dark, twisted saga of obsession and vengeance. She just wanted the hero of her story. Instead, she got stuck with the villain- "𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨

"Are you trying to seduce me with that knife sweetheart?"

"Honey... now what did I say about disobeying me?" His voice was quiet, low and cold, slicing through the silence like a blade. She flinched before he even moved. Chains rattled above her as she struggled to back away. Her eyes, swollen and red, met his-not with defiance, but pure terror. He walked toward her slowly, savoring her panic. She looked so fragile. Breakable. Just the way he liked her. "P-Please..." she whispered. "I didn't mean to-" He silenced her with a finger to her lips. "Shh." Tilting her chin up, he forced her to meet his eyes. His touch was almost tender, but she knew better. Behind it hid a monster who toyed with his prey before breaking them. "You don't speak unless I allow it," he murmured. "And you don't beg-unless it's for me." A tear slid down her cheek. He wiped it away slowly, then smiled-darkly. "I could be kind," he said. "I could give you everything. But you'd rather test me. Run. Cry. Scream. Thinking someone will save you." He laughed softly. "No one's coming. You're mine now. Mine to hurt, own... destroy." She trembled, shrinking into the corner. And he adored it. Her fear. Her weakness. "You'll learn to love the pain, sweetheart," he whispered. "Because I'll teach you. Again and again... until all you know is my name on your lips, begging for mercy I'll never give." He stepped back, watching her sob-beautiful even in ruin. Untouched. Pure. A canvas he'd stain with obsession and darkness. And no matter how loud she screamed... No one would hear her. --- ⚠️ This story contains dark themes, emotional manipulation, and disturbing content. Read at your own risk.

[COMPLETED] [Note: As Wattpad shuffled the chapters, you might be thinking that some parts disappeared or unpublished but no, just click on 'See all chapters' and search for the desired chapter. All of the chapters are here, it's just they're not in the right order, you just need to check which chapter you're reading] When a hideous woman who has been nearly hiding herself from everyone, possibly everyone and considers herself an insignificant person finds the handsome bachelor nearly in a miserable state and tries to heal him with the child of his ex-lover who is eager to take revenge on her for what she did five years ago. The guy end-up obsessed with her after they both committed a sin together. Now he is obsessed with her which he calls 'Sinful Obsession' as he can burn the world for her. Book 2 in the 'Obsession' series Low-key 'Enemies with benefits' and 'Enemies to lovers' trope. Genre: Dark-contemporary romance, mystery-thriller. Trigger Warnings: Mentions of suicide, rapes and child abuse, self-harm, eating disorder, gore, depression, anxiety, smut. Started:04/07/2023 Ended:25/11/2024 Word count: 3500-5000 words per chapter. Highest ranking #19 in fanfiction out of 1.45 million stories! Note: This is the second book of the "Obsession" series and the first book named 'Insanely Obsessed". This is a stand-alone book but reading 'Insanely Obsessed' is a must if you want to know Taehyung's story.